Sitting right up front in the chancel every week, the choir takes seriously our responsibility to set a worshipful and respectful tone for the congregation. No yakking during the prelude, no whispering, snorting or snickering during the service. Our resolve was severely tested at the end of today's service when one of the elders (usually a rather sedate gentleman) stood in the narthex, boogieing and shimmying to the postlude in an attempt to crack up his wife, who sits on the front row in the alto section. She maintained her composure, but alas, several of us did not. We will probably be chastised at rehearsal this week.
I never knew that Bach's Little Prelude in D Minor was such a rocker.
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That was a very naughty man...
Hee hee.
Been the victim of such antics myself! While it's usually the guitarist of the band (a.k.a. mid-life rookie's G&T), on one occasion during college it was the boys in the wind ensemble, who were waiting to play in the second half of the show. During our final piece, an a cappella spiritual, we found ourselves being mooned through the mini-blinds at the back of the auditorium. Afterward, it didn't take long to explain to our director why we'd all suddenly gone flat, in unison...
Okay who is the culprit, zorra? The scientist? Or the Sunday School Superintendent's husband?
Neither. (Can you picture either of them doing that? LOL!) I'll e-mail you.
And who says you can't have fun during church! Snort on!
That is so awesome! Someone who actually has fun at Church!
Next time, set up a video camera...wish I'd been there :)
Add this one to your book about ministry.
I kinda like it when congregants get silly. Doesn't happen too often in Presbyie churches.
wow rock on.
And what did the female alto then do to her hubby.
That is one for the ministry books.
Back in the choir room, she sighed in a resigned tone, "I'm just the wife, not the mother."
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